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			<title>His mistress Crack Cocaine ~ Part 2</title>
			<description>Any change, even a change for the better, is always accompanied by drawbacks and discomforts. ~
Arnold Bennett</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wendyjt1411/308359/</link>
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			<title>His mistress Crack Cocaine ~ Part I</title>
			<description>Things alter for the worse spontaneously, if they be not altered for the better designedly. ~Francis Bacon
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			<title>Endless Sleep</title>
			<description>For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity. ~  William Penn
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			<title>Colors Turned to Gray</title>
			<description>It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see. ~ Henry David Thoreau
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			<title>A Day in the Life...</title>
			<description>The years teach much which the days never knew. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson 
{First Published by me on 01/09/2008}
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wendyjt1411/303387/</link>
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			<title>My Husband</title>
			<description>A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.~Mignon McLaughlin</description>
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			<title>Alone but Not Lonely</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;Wisdom doesn't necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.&amp;quot; ~Tom Wilson
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			<title>The Orgasm that Freed Me</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;To thy own self be true&amp;quot; ~ unknown</description>
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			<title>The Journey</title>
			<description>The incredible journeyBegins with a lookThat look in his stareReading me like a book&amp;nbsp;He moves toward my bodyMy breath begins to quickenMy mind begins racingMy heart he has stolen&amp;nbsp;His gentle handsCaress my faceHands moving freelyMy heart starts to race&amp;nbsp;H..</description>
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			<title>I Could Not Cry</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.&amp;#2013266068; ~
 Norman Cousins 
 
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			<title>Not Known By Many</title>
			<description>Faith is to believe what you do not see; the reward of this faith is to see what you believe. ~
Saint Augustine
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			<title>The River Bottom</title>
			<description>If we could sell our experiences for what they cost us, we'd all be millionaires. ~
Abigail Van Buren

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			<title>Happily Never After...</title>
			<description>A shortened version of my first marriage, ruined by addiction ~ alcoholism.  After our divorce, he remarried, two more times ~ and has been divorced two more times.  I walked away from this marriage and never looked back.  I never hesitated, never regrett</description>
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			<title>A mother's love, A mother's pain</title>
			<description>Written about my son, Josh, who was born with autism.  He is the greatest gift I have ever known. The puzzle piece pictured is the &amp;quot;symbol&amp;quot; for autism ~</description>
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